BLACK SCREEN

MICHAEL (V.O.)
So, there I was flying above the streets of New York City when I had a string of epiphanies.

EXT. SATELLITE VIEW OF MANHATTAN - NIGHT

CAMERA floats way above a spread-out New York City.

MICHAEL (V.O.)
No, not that high. Closer.

EXT. AIRLINER VIEW OF UPPER WEST SIDE - NIGHT

CAMERA jumps down to about a 1000 feet, centering the Upper West Side in its view.

MICHAEL (V.O.)
Better, but much closer.

EXT. HELICOPTER VIEW OF UPPER WEST SIDE - NIGHT

CAMERA jumps down to just above the buildings lining Central Park West near the Museum of Natural History.

MICHAEL (V.O.)
No, no -- I mean really closer! Seriously, like three-and-a-half feet above the pavement.

EXT. MOVING FIVE FEET ABOVE CPW - NIGHT

The cracks, oil stains and grit of the street leap into focus.

MICHAEL (V.O.)
Okay, now we’re talking!

And in SLOW MOTION, MICHAEL W. JAMES, comes flying into view. In his 30’s, he wears a motorcycle helmet but enough face shows to see he’s nice looking in an interesting way ... possibly tall, but hard to tell since he’s 100% horizonital, spiraling through the air like a cat shot out of a cannon.

MICHAEL (V.O.)
So, yeah, as I was saying, I was flying above the streets of New York when I had these epiphanies.

Michael continues to tumble in SLOW MOTION, wide-eyed.